It's nice to see a movie ever once in a while that feels tailor-made for you. I last saw this at a screening two years ago when I was just starting college and it feels more personally relevant than ever now. I mean the score did strike me as kind of wack this time around (except for that fantastic piece that plays over the credits and when he gets in his car to drive to his cabin) and it's also much more transparent about its debt to Greek philosophy than I had remembered, but the real appeal is the sense of being in a nightmare, and it's got that down pat. Also an awesome menagerie of Fassbinder regulars and some of his most striking choreography and compositions (someone told me Michael Ballhaus secretly directed it, but I haven't found any corroborating evidence for that). I'm super stoked for the upcoming Fassbinders now, hope there's some other stuff on par with this or the epilogue of Berlin Alexanderplatz.
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